Jade sat there reading the letter she found sitting on her desk when she woke up. Her eyes were wide with shock as she read.
Jade,
Did you really think that you could keep me from killing that boy? You're really something else you know that? Well, just to let you know, the boy is dead. When you two were talking early this morning around two, I hear every single word. How you told him that you'd meet him later in the library before school started and talk with him more about protection himself against the dark forces then sent him off to get a few hours of sleep before you met up again. You were careless Jade, so his death is all your fault. If you don't believe me, go look for yourself.
The letter dropped from Jade's trembling hand. 'How could I be so careless!' she scolded herself. She looked up at the clock and drew in a deep breath. If what the person who wrote the letter was true, then Harry must have shown up ten minutes early. There might be a chance the letter was just a bluff to shake Jade up, or it could be true. Jade had to find out.
Jade rushed out of the door, jogging past a few students that obviously were early risers. She prayed that no on was in the library at this time in the morning and, if Harry was in fact dead, hadn't found his body already.
Jade's jog turned into a run, and she was soon standing in front of the library doors. They weren't open, and she couldn't hear any one inside. If Harry were dead, there would be a crowd.
Jade hesitantly reached up for the door and grasped the doorknob firmly in her sweaty palm. There was a part of her that wanted to walk away before she found out that what she feared was true. There was also another part of her that urged her to open the door and see that who ever wrote the letter was just trying to scare her.
Jade stood there, silent and motionless, debating on what she should do. Finally, Jade chose to enter the room, and flung the door open. She let out a breath she didn't seem to realize had been holding and gazed into the pitch-black room. She took on step in, then started to grope the wall to find the light switch.
Jade's blood ran cold when the light filled the room. Her mouth became dry, and she almost stopped breathing again. Jade could only stare and gawk at the image before her.
All was silent and time seemed to stand still for this tragic moment. Reality seemed to come apart during those agonizing twenty seconds that Jade was staring at the butchered corpse of Harry Potter.
Only when a young girl passing by who broke the silence with a high-pitched scream did time go back to normal. Jade almost jumped out of her skin she was startled by the sudden outburst of the girl.
Jade leaned against the cold wooden bookcase, biting her nail as she watched the paramedics put a sheet over the bloody body on the floor.
It was obvious to every one that Harry wasn't killed by magical means. His throat was slit and he had gashes all over his body. His left arm was broken in five places, and in one spot you could see the bone about to burst out of the skin. Harry's right leg was bent in a way that no one could do without breaking a kneecap. It was a gruesome sight to see, and it made every one queasy when they looked at it.
All the teachers were gathered in the library, and school was canceled for the day. Every one was silent, and simply watched as the investigators did their work.
Jade noticed the suspicious stares she was receiving from many of the teachers, so she turned her head so she didn't have to look back at them. They had a right to be suspicious. Her past wasn't the best, and she was the one found staring at Harry's corpse.
Jade continued to nervously bite on her nail, still looking away from the others. She wished the investigation would hurry up so she wouldn't have to be in the room with the others anymore. It was entirely too awkward for her.
Two hours passed by before the scene was cleaned up and the investigators had gathered enough information they needed. One of the men pulled Dumbledore off to the side and quietly exchanged words with him, then left after.
The teachers were now left alone, and most were still glaring at Jade. Now Jade was getting pissed off, and turned to every one, throwing her hands in the air while yelling, "Stop with the fucking glaring! It's getting old and annoying. If some one has something they want to say to me, then just say it already."
Snape was the first one to speak up, "Alright, I think you killed him." He glanced around the room, then added bitterly, "And I believe I speak for almost every one in this room."
Jade scowled at him and snapped back, "And what's your fucking reasoning for that one?"
Snape stared her down with the same hate she was staring at him with, "Well lets see. For starters you were the one that was standing here, gawking at the body. Also, we all know how close you and Voldemort were. I really don't believe that sap story that you changed. I know how you were Jade, I was there with you when you did all those things."
Jade cracked her knuckles and her face twisted into a disgusted expression. "Just because I had close connections with Voldemort doesn't mean I'm the one that killed him. It's one thing to be suspicious, but you people seem dead set on the idea that I killed him." Jade was quiet for a moment, but cut Snape off when he tried to speak, "And let me remind all of you that Nape worked for Voldemort as well. Now that the dark lord is back who's to say that his allegiance will remain where it is now?"
Jade walked half way to Snape and continued to her rant, "So I think it was you, Severus. Your always grouchy and you didn't seem to fond of Harry, so it just makes you even more of a suspect."
Snape's face twisted and he looked as thought he was going to blow his top. He approached Jade and said, gritting his teeth, "You are you the one that helped in the killing of Harry's parents, so maybe you're here to finish the job."
Jade's face flushed with anger and she drew her arm back as if she was going to punch him, but stopped as she heard Dumbledore's booming voice.
"That is quiet enough!" Dumbledore shouted, walking between Snape and Jade. He lowered his voice some and continued, "A child has just died, and all you can do is point fingers. Show some respect for the dead."
Jade and Snape looked away from the one another and didn't say anything else to each other. The library was cleared out and a meeting was going to be held later that night. In the meantime Jade went back to her room to think things over.
